Two weeks before the
Fall Semester started, the Faboulous Five (they called themselves)stayed
together in Charlotte's residence. Miranda slept in the same room as Anthony,
Carrie stayed together in the guest room across the stairs with Samantha, and
Charlotte stayed in her own bedroom. The Mashburns have owned the house since
1974 and since they befriend each other, it has become one of their favourite
place to spend semester breaks. While it actually less in size compared to
Samantha's or Anthony's(the richest two among them), there was something so
homy there Miranda tried to rationalize it at present.
'Well, so... Carrie, now
it's your turn...' as she measured one by one of her friend's temperature body
and 'state of mind'(don't really know how she determine it)to survey the girls'
responses of coming again to the house.
Oh come on, Miranda...
you can't quantize something so peculiar like this... for example, protested
Carrie, I just broke up with Ashton, so how could you take the conclusion that
everybody is happy when they come here? Not to mention that this is our first
day here!Of course, I'm happy to be here, Charlotte...
Charlotte and Anthony
giggled, Samantha said nothing as she was busy with her eye lashes. Ann helped
Charlotte served the tea, and she admired the order of Charlotte's kitchen, the
choice of cookies in the pantry, and the classic Julia Child's cookbook laid
inside the first row of the buffet.
Mr. and Mrs. Mashburn
were shopping downtown, and she promised to welcome them with the family's
secret recipes of stuffed luncheon and tre leche. The agenda at present as
Miranda planned was tea and schedule planning. Samantha had to fulfill her
promise to bath in the lake nearby as she lost her bet to Carrie, Carrie needed
to be accompanied to buy some consolation shawl to forget her break up with
Ashton temporarily, and all of them wanted to go around Syracuse University to
meet some cool guys. They were all needed to be scheduled carefully.
I bet it's the family,
Samantha sipped her tea. You know... the house is full of your parents' love,
Charl... something barely I get backhome.
All four of her friends
went asilenced. They knew that Sam's parents divorced when she was eleven and
that she had faced it roughly. Sam was once rehabilitated for using light-level
metamphetamine for her frustration and more on that, maybe later.
Ha ha ha... I know
you'll be speechless! she laughed so hard that Charlotte, Carrie, and Miranda
giggled awkwardly.
Nope... I just knew it
that it was your silly tactics, Ann responded casually, once again establishing
her reputation as the cold-blooded one in the clowder. Samantha jumped at her
and randomized her hair. You cold blooded twat! She giggled.
Well, if only her
friends knew that indeed, Ann did not really interested in being sympathetic
towards any of such feeling of Sam, or Carrie, or Miranda, or Charlotte's about
their personal problems. At this level, when she was only 16, all that she
cared about of maintaining the friendship was so that she could observe how did
her fellow teenagers cope up, interact with their environment and problems. She
wanted to become a neurobiologist someday... she thought she needed to train
herself from now on to get used to social problems.
So Anthony... how is
Dave doing? Charlotte shyly asked. Carrie and Miranda booed and Samantha hugged
her. Yes, if there was any, then the only reason that Charlotte would befriend
someone so weird as Anthony was because she had such a lovveeely brother! And
Charlotte meant it; no matter how Anny told her that he was one of the greatest
playboy on Earth Ann knew, Charlotte had been ready to endure all the
consequences. She got to be the last one for David!
Anthony laughed. She
glanced a bit towards the window, at the reddening maple leaves across the
street in front of the house.
She thanked God once
more, before starting to spill her report out to Charlotte about her brother,
Davidovich. As these two weeks would be another fun Summer Break...
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